Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 7/21/2022
By Xiileaf
I was at school. My middle school, to be exact, but everything was set for high school (as I would expect as a high schooler). I was in a relatively creative spaced classroom (probably for English or another right-brained class) and I could see an abnormal amount of my friends nearby. Two notable ones included my childhood best friend Lizzy, and a later friend Amber. These two and some others crowded around my table, presumably to talk to me since summer break was probably quiet. Then I noticed another individual that I was not her friends with. Ayo,,, I know who they are! They’re that cute, hilarious art god from Instagram that I know! Utterly excited, I introduced myself. Instead of using their real name (which I do know since I commissioned them in real life), they introduced themself with their online (persona?) name. It was a little interesting, but it makes sense because that’s the name everyone knows them by. Two of my other friends had something to say to me, so they took my attention away from my new friend. Unfortunately, the art god was a little sad that I wasn’t talking to them (because we had just met, hadn’t found our common interests yet, and I was catching up with old friends). I had looked over at their face; it was blanketed in boredom and mild dejectedness. After some time, they got up and left in a manner that wasn’t as obvious or dramatic as the act is in real life. “I’ll get to know them tomorrow,” I thought to myself, but I didn’t get to see that through. After meeting up with my friends, class had ended, so it was time to split ways. With this, I was off to proceed with the rest of my school day. Eventually, it was lunch time, so I went to see if I could find my pal (current best friend). I looked and looked, but eventually gave up since I didn’t see him. He must have a different lunch time than I do (which would be different in IRL). Oh well. Since I’ve nothing better to do, might as well go to the store right next to the school and pick up some stuff I need anyways. I waltzed on out and immediately came upon a frown when it was utterly pouring outside. Raining cats and dogs, you might even say. You see, I never have proper rain jackets when I need them (poor planning I suppose), and today was even more unfortunate as I had nothing other than a thin sweatshirt. With a grumble, I stepped out from under the cover and walked to the left of the school where the store is. I passed the (very!) small restaurant (resembles the IRL restaurant Stanfords’) and wondered about eating lunch there, but I needed to get to the store. I begrudgingly trudged through the cold rain and gazed at the angry clouds before finally walking into the store. Oh, I knew it, I’d seen the restaurant and the store before too, except in a previous dream. Why again? I have no clue, especially because I really didn’t need anything from the store, save for another hoodie to change out of the current cold one. I scowled as I walked though the dumb store that I call a mix between Costco and Walmart. I passed by their poorly set-up furniture and accessories section, for some reason taking the long way to the new clothing area that previously did not exist in this store. After a “leisurely” walk though the store, I made it to the clothing section, which offered clothing of a similar quality to Walmart clothes. In other words, trash, but it’ll make do in a pinch. I was looking for a new dark colored hoodie to purchase when some random, somewhat tall guy had snagged the hoodie I had wanted. It was all just a game to him, so it was fine in the end, but it took a while for him to surrender the clothing. In the mean time, we had run around the store like two little children. Once he had surrendered the hoodie, he took off running out of the store. I would have followed him, but I still had to pay. After paying and leaving the store, I returned back to the school for two more classes. The clouds were still angry, but the rain had stopped, so I had an easy passage. The last bell hadn’t passed before I woke up.
AI generated interpretation This dream could suggest that you are feeling a bit overwhelmed by your current responsibilities and obligations in life. You are struggling to balance your old and new friendships and relationships, while also trying to make time for yourself. The internet art god may represent a creative outlet or activity that you would like to pursue, but feel like you don't have the time for. The store with the poor quality clothes could symbolize the lack of time and resources you feel you have, as you search for a solution to your dilemma. The random tall guy running around could be a reflection of the chaos in your life, suggesting that you need to take a step back and slow down in order to assess your situation.